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Oh good God in Heaven, I have had the best night of my life!
It all started this morning... I was eating my cheerios and reading the paper, because it was on the kitchen table and I was too determined to eat my cheerios before they got soggy to look for something else to read, when I stumbled upon an add for Yo Gabagaba Live! in the paper. I don't know much about Yo Gabbagabba, but I knew that the 'bats had played on their show so I thought, wouldn't it be funny if the aquabats were playing at this show in Toronto. And, by George, they were! Believe you me, I almost bought tickets for the children's show right then and there. Fortunately, I have slightly better judgement than that, and I first checked the Aquabats' website to see if they had scheduled a Toronto tour date. And they had! They would be playing at the Mod Club in precisely nine hours. I HAD TO BE THERE.
John was iffy about coming with me because he was having a bad day vis a vis schooling stuffs, but eventually his love for the 'bats overpowered his desire to sit around and be mopey. SUCCESS!
It was a trip and a half getting to the location as neither of us had purchased online tickets before, didn't know where to pick them up, and were less sure of how to get to the venue/navigate busy Toronto streets. Fortunately, we left early and got there with time to spare (30 seconds before the doors opened)!
While we were waiting for the show to start, John and I hit up the merch table (which had a stupidly long line). I looked longingly at the fans wearing full cadet uniforms, but you can't get those at just any merch table. I was happy to see that they had cute bat shirts for sale in my size. Then when I asked for the shirt, the merch man searched and couldn't find one! OH NOES! "No more smalls, sorry." "Extra small?" I asked tentatively. I'm skinny, but I was pushing it. My saving grace was that they were unisex sizes. I pulled it on over my striped tee, and it fit like a glove! And not even an OJ glove! More like a gardening glove which fits but is still kind of roomy. WOOTSKA!
The first band to play was very skankable. I renamed them Port Perry and the Gladstones because it reminded me of my ska-y fellows from the Bridge. John and I got into the skanking circle a few times, but while they had a solid beat, it wasn't a fast enough tempo to really get us skanking. The second band was not my idea of a great time at all. Too loud and screamy. They inspired angrier skanking which resulted in me getting punched in the stomach and a table being knocked over. Less than fun, but I kept telling myself that every song they played was bringing me one song closer to the very best band in the world.
I was literally jumping up and down with excitement as I waited for the 'bats to set up. I noticed a lot of people around me were in similar states of stokedness. We started making bat symbols with our hands and cheering for the bats' stage crew. At one point, one guy tested the keyboard in the tune for Fashion Zombies and everyone went nuts. Then, the screens started counting down for the 'bats and everyone but their hands up making bat symbols. EEE! They jumped out onto stage in their aqua blue super hero costumes, masks, helmets, belts, and all! I nearly died of happiness. John and I skanked our hearts out as they played song after awesome song. It was such a great show. There was a fight scene between the bats and the Time Sprinkler. We used our dragon claws to summon bubbles from the ceiling! Fist pumped to Nerd Alert! Ack! And when they played Super Rad (!) John and I pushed our way to the front and joined in a giant skanking circle. I didn't even mind being elbowed and shoved around. I was having the best time ever. And everyone was singing along! And -flails-
After their set, they went off stage and a video of them trying to start their van came on the screen. It was hilarious and ended with them deciding to come back and play more songs for us. And they did! Pool Party was one of the songs! The commander even did three back flips! John and I tried to get the setlist at the end. I was in the exact right spot as the setlist whizzed through the air. I briefly thought that I was going to catch it. Then I saw a dozen sweaty boys throwing themselves at me. One landed on my foot! I have a nice blue bruise on it. No setlist though. But still, glorious day! Best show in the history of ever. <3 Next time, I'm going to have a mask and I'm drawing on a moustache.
Love love love,
Xenos
It all started this morning... I was eating my cheerios and reading the paper, because it was on the kitchen table and I was too determined to eat my cheerios before they got soggy to look for something else to read, when I stumbled upon an add for Yo Gabagaba Live! in the paper. I don't know much about Yo Gabbagabba, but I knew that the 'bats had played on their show so I thought, wouldn't it be funny if the aquabats were playing at this show in Toronto. And, by George, they were! Believe you me, I almost bought tickets for the children's show right then and there. Fortunately, I have slightly better judgement than that, and I first checked the Aquabats' website to see if they had scheduled a Toronto tour date. And they had! They would be playing at the Mod Club in precisely nine hours. I HAD TO BE THERE.
John was iffy about coming with me because he was having a bad day vis a vis schooling stuffs, but eventually his love for the 'bats overpowered his desire to sit around and be mopey. SUCCESS!
It was a trip and a half getting to the location as neither of us had purchased online tickets before, didn't know where to pick them up, and were less sure of how to get to the venue/navigate busy Toronto streets. Fortunately, we left early and got there with time to spare (30 seconds before the doors opened)!
While we were waiting for the show to start, John and I hit up the merch table (which had a stupidly long line). I looked longingly at the fans wearing full cadet uniforms, but you can't get those at just any merch table. I was happy to see that they had cute bat shirts for sale in my size. Then when I asked for the shirt, the merch man searched and couldn't find one! OH NOES! "No more smalls, sorry." "Extra small?" I asked tentatively. I'm skinny, but I was pushing it. My saving grace was that they were unisex sizes. I pulled it on over my striped tee, and it fit like a glove! And not even an OJ glove! More like a gardening glove which fits but is still kind of roomy. WOOTSKA!
The first band to play was very skankable. I renamed them Port Perry and the Gladstones because it reminded me of my ska-y fellows from the Bridge. John and I got into the skanking circle a few times, but while they had a solid beat, it wasn't a fast enough tempo to really get us skanking. The second band was not my idea of a great time at all. Too loud and screamy. They inspired angrier skanking which resulted in me getting punched in the stomach and a table being knocked over. Less than fun, but I kept telling myself that every song they played was bringing me one song closer to the very best band in the world.
I was literally jumping up and down with excitement as I waited for the 'bats to set up. I noticed a lot of people around me were in similar states of stokedness. We started making bat symbols with our hands and cheering for the bats' stage crew. At one point, one guy tested the keyboard in the tune for Fashion Zombies and everyone went nuts. Then, the screens started counting down for the 'bats and everyone but their hands up making bat symbols. EEE! They jumped out onto stage in their aqua blue super hero costumes, masks, helmets, belts, and all! I nearly died of happiness. John and I skanked our hearts out as they played song after awesome song. It was such a great show. There was a fight scene between the bats and the Time Sprinkler. We used our dragon claws to summon bubbles from the ceiling! Fist pumped to Nerd Alert! Ack! And when they played Super Rad (!) John and I pushed our way to the front and joined in a giant skanking circle. I didn't even mind being elbowed and shoved around. I was having the best time ever. And everyone was singing along! And -flails-
After their set, they went off stage and a video of them trying to start their van came on the screen. It was hilarious and ended with them deciding to come back and play more songs for us. And they did! Pool Party was one of the songs! The commander even did three back flips! John and I tried to get the setlist at the end. I was in the exact right spot as the setlist whizzed through the air. I briefly thought that I was going to catch it. Then I saw a dozen sweaty boys throwing themselves at me. One landed on my foot! I have a nice blue bruise on it. No setlist though. But still, glorious day! Best show in the history of ever. <3 Next time, I'm going to have a mask and I'm drawing on a moustache.
Love love love,
Xenos